A Psychiatric Experiment

Chapter 2

Billy Field’s Story

I’ve worked as a psychiatric nurse ever since I graduated from nursing school. Psychiatric nursing wasn’t my first choice as I preferred more hands on work with patients. But psychiatric nursing was the only position Bethesda was trying to fill when I got out of nursing school, and because I grew up in the city of Bethesda, that was where I wanted to work. I took the position while thinking that I would make a change later in my career, but the work turned out to be more interesting and rewarding than I first thought, so I stayed with it.

I started at Bethesda’s psychiatric unit under the direction of Dr. Charles Dayton. Then Dr. Antonio Menendez took over and stayed until the Walter Reed group took control of the entire Bethesda operation. At that time Dr. John Windom took the lead over our unit. I both liked and respected all of those men, but Dr. Windom has always been my favorite. In my mind he was not only a very handsome man, but a great doctor who truly cares for his patients, no matter their race, background, or diagnosis. He was also very accepting of the fact that I’m gay, and even once hinted that he might also gay. Ordinarily, being gay or straight has nothing to do with being a psychiatric nurse, but in the cases of Cory Hammond and Gabriel Lazio, my being gay added to my ability to understand and assist in their care.

I was on the swing shift when Dr. Windom called to tell me that he had just transferred Cory and Gabriel to my ward, and asked me to personally assist him in an unorthodox approach to their treatment. I have to tell you that I was all in when I learned Dr. Windom’s treatment plan involved me administering nightly enemas to those two very hunky patients. Most nurses try to avoid administering enemas, but to tell you the truth, enemas were by far my favorite nursing procedure. Unfortunately for me, enemas are a procedure that’s seldom ordered on a psychiatric ward, so you can imagine how excited I was when Cory and Gabriel arrived on our ward, and I saw that they were both real hunks. And I mean REAL HUNKS. They were also both considered suicide risks, and so both had all restriction that went with that designation. But as I got to know them I learned that they were both intelligent, kind hearted, and open minded when it came to race and sexual orientation. So from my personal point of view, both were the exact kind of patient that I was ready to go above and beyond for.

They arrived on “B” Ward the same day Dr. Windom called. I was happy to help them settle in, and particularly enjoyed being around them as I knew what was instore for them later that night, even though, according to Dr. Windom, they had no such understanding. The boys seemed very happy with their new living situation until 7😜M. That was when I entered their room and announced that it was “enema time”. Both boys seemed shocked, reluctant, and shy, but strangely neither complained. In fact, considering the circumstances they were both quite cooperative for their first treatment. Doctor Windom had told me to be kind but firm while performing their irrigations. He also told me to make sure that both boys could easily observe the other during both of their treatments.

I started with Gabriel, who was the younger of the two boys. He was so cute that I got an instant erection when I had him slip out of his underwear and turn onto his tummy so I would have the greatest access to his cute little behind, and at Dr. Windom’s request, Cory Hammond would then have the most unobstructed view of Gabriel’s procedure. Also, as per doctor’s orders I began to gently massage his naked buttocks while encouraging him to relax and just go with the flow (no pun intended). And after a minute or two of my little massage, I began to occasionally drag a finger over his anus, just to let him know what was about to come. And then I began to apply lubricant to his anus, and eventually insert my gloved fingering so I could spread the lubrication deep in his rectum, all while knowing that Cory’s eyes were taking in my every move. I continued to massage Gabriel’s buttocks with my left hand, even after the lubricated index finger of my right hand was fully inserted and massaging the internal walls of Gabriel’s rectum. All of that stiffened my cock, but it stiffened even more as Gabriel’s rectum seemed to be highly sensitive and reactive to every move my inserted finger made. Eventually Cory asked, “Does he have to take that whole thing?”

My penis was all but busting through my pants as I answered, “Yes, I’m afraid so, but these enema aren’t as big as they look. Besides, you’ll see that the benefits will far outweigh any short lived discomfort you may experience.”

Cory looked away when he saw that I took notice of the fact that he was paying such close attention to what I was doing in Gabriel’s anus. But I also noticed that he immediately looked back as I continued to work Gabriel’s rectum over with my fully inserted finger. And when Gabriel moaned in ecstasy, Cory paid even closer attention to his roommate’s tightened buttocks while my gloved hand continued to work between the boy’s humpy butt cheeks. Only after I felt like I had Gabriel fully turned on, as ordered by Dr. Windom, did I finally withdraw and push the enema’s hose a few inches into his rectum. Then I asked if he was ready for his enema, and when he said, “Yea, I guess so.”, I turned on the enema’s flow while telling Gabriel to hold on to the enema hose real tight. As I didn’t exactly make myself clear, Gabriel asked, “With my hand, or my asshole?”

We all laughed as I made my way to Cory’s bedside while noting that Cory’s eyes were laser focused on Gabriel’s butt as I answered, “I don’t care. Either one. It’s just that we don’t want the hose slipping out and getting your bed wet.”

By the time I got to the other side of Cory’s bed he had already slipped out of his underpants, and was turning on to his belly as I pulled my gloves off so I could dawn a fresh pair. Gabriel had twisted his body so he could comfortably hold his enema hose in place with his right hand, which caused him to face Cory’s now naked and exposed body as I began to massage Cory’s buttocks, calling him ‘Honey’ while coaxing him to relax while I prepared him for his enema. I looked back to Gabriel’s eyes as I squeezed a fair amount of Vaseline onto my right index finger. Gabriel’s eyes were glued to Cory’s clenched butt cheeks, so I knew he was taking in my every move as I parted Cory’s buttocks so I could see, and then begin to lubricate and massage Cory’s anus and rectum in much the same way as I had just done with Gabriel.

Just after I started Cory’s flow, I heard Gabriel begin to gasp and complain about his expanding colon. I quickly told him to pinch the hose if he felt the flow was too fast. He followed my suggestion as I made my way back to his bedside where I took his enema hose from his hand and began to work it in and out of his anus until I had a good foot of the plastic hose inserted. As soon as Gabriel’s urgency past, I went back to Cory to insert his hose. Soon Gabriel’s enema bag ran dry, while Cory’s had just begun. When both enema bags were empty, I complemented both boys on their success as I picked up bedpans from the bottom shelf of my cart, and handed one to each of them. Cory asked if he had to hold his enema in for any given amount of time, to which I answered, “Well, Dr. Windom would probably like for you to hold them in as long as you can, but he didn’t actually specify any particular time.”

My best guess would be that they held their enemas no longer than three minutes before they both scrambled to a sitting position on their respective bedpans, a maneuver that exposed the fact, not only to me, but to each other, that they were both fully erect. I never mentioned their erections, all though both of them commented on each other’s erections, not in a teasing or belittling way, but in more of a sexy, comedic, or even a complementary way.

Finally I covered their bedpans and took them to the bathroom to be dumped and rinsed. Then I placed the bedpans on the bottom shelf of my cart and wheeled the cart to their door. That was when I turned back to them to complement them both for being good patients, and for taking their enemas like ‘big boys’. And then I announced that they only had nine enemas to go. I knew by the looks on their faces that that statement shocked them, but neither complained as I then told them to each take a shower, and then to go immediately to bed with no more television.

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I called Doctor Windom as soon as I got back to the nursing station to report how things had gone. He was very interested and asked for details as to how every step of the procedure went, and how the boys had responded. He seemed happy with my report and thanked me profusely. And then once again explained that even though what we were doing was rather unorthodox, we were in fact providing a great service to the two boys. I knew by all professional standards that what I had just done to both of those boys wasn’t within normal treatment parameters, but because I trusted in Dr. Windom, I felt okay at having purposefully turned both boys on sexually during their enemas.

Dr. Windom then asked if I had instructed the boys to shower, and then to go to bed without any TV. I told him that I had, and then asked, “Why no TV?”

There was a short quiet on the line, and then Dr. Windom said, “Because I don’t want them distracted from what they just experienced, and so they would be more likely to further discuss their treatment with each other.”

“I see,” I said, realizing that what the boys were most likely to talk about, was the fact that both had developed boners while knowing what had brought them about. I also realized that everything I did to them had turned them on, something I thoroughly enjoyed. I must also say that that wasn’t hard to accomplish. In fact, my becoming erect seemed utterly impossible to avoid as both boys were so obvious about the sexual pleasures they experienced during their enemas, to the point that I felt that everything I did to them was right in their minds and mine.

Dr. Windom called me again that next day just after I came on shift, and explained that he wanted me to allow an even greater departure from approved patient protocols, and that was, if Cory and Gabriel asked, he wanted me to teach them how to perform each other’s enemas. Now I have to tell you that The Walter Reed Psychiatric Team highly supported the idea of peer counseling, but the administration of enemas between patients was completely unheard of. Only because I fully trusted Dr. Windom’s wisdom did I not argue that point. Instead, I was wholly prepared to follow his new orders when I went to the boy’s room on the second night of their colonic irrigation program.

Once again I found both boys watching TV from their respective beds. I smiled and greeted them as I positioned my enema cart just as I had done the night before. That was when Cory spoke up and said, “I don’t know if he told you, but Dr. Windom told us that we could do our own enemas from now on.”

I looked at Cory, and for the first time sensed fear in his face. So I quickly responded with a smile, saying, “Well Dr. Windom told me, that if I feel like you both have a good understanding of the procedure, and that you have both promised not to take any short cuts, you could do each other’s enemas, not your own.”

Gabriel quickly followed with, “Well we both want to do it the way Dr. Windom said we could, and we both promise to do it right.”

“Good” I said, “Then who wants to go first?”

With a look of confusion on his face, Cory asked, “First at what, giving or taking?”

I smiled, and said, “Giving.”

Both boys raised their hands, so I chose Cory, mainly because he was the older of the two. Gabriel looked disappointed, but also seemed resolved to playing the part of the first patient. That was when I instructed him to slip out of his underpants, and Cory to join me at Gabriel’s bedside. As I already had both enemas made up, I explained that I would provide them with prepared enemas from then on, and then leave them to administer them to each other in the privacy of their room, and that they could count on their privacy unless they had a problem or question.

Seconds later Cory was at my side, and I instructed him as to how to properly dawn a pair of gloves. Gabriel was still struggling out of his underpants, but when he was naked I had him once again roll onto his tummy. That was when I explained to Cory that nursing was as much an art as it was a science, and that part of the art was to get his patient relaxed and comfortable with the treatment he was about to experience. Cory looked a little confused so I explained, “You must begin all procedures by getting your patient relaxed and comfortable, and because this procedure requires that you deal with your patient on such an intimate level, you need to get him used to intimate contact before you actually begin his enema. And you should do that by providing your patient with a soothing, yet intimate massage.”

“How do I do that?” Cory asked as he gazed at Gabriel’s slim but muscular butt cheeks.

I smiled and said, “Well in this case, by massaging Gabriel’s back, and then slowly working your way down to his buttocks in a gentle and soothing way. That way you’re touching him intimately, but not yet rectally inserting.”

Cory just looked at me, so I said, “You can begin now. Go ahead and tell Gabriel that what you are going to do to him won’t hurt, and that you will make his enema as nice an experience for him as possible.”

Cory ignored Gabriel’s back and instead reached out and began to rub his hand over the sexy mounds of Gabriel’s buttocks. Knowing that was an obvious first for him, I also noted that he was quite good at performing Gabriel’s little butt massage. I did not specify a time limit, and so Cory massaged Gabriel’s buttocks for some time. I liked the way he calmly reassured Gabriel, and the fact that he told Gabriel that he had a sexy butt, and that he liked massaging it. I wasn’t expecting such honesty, but I liked it as it reinforce my thinking that Cory truly love Gabriel.

As a gay man, I know man-love when I see it, and in my mind that night Cory was demonstrating a powerful love and affection for his sexy roommate. So I continued my lesson by explaining, that as simple as that little massage was, it was an important part of the procedure that wasn’t to be skipped, no matter how many times the procedure might be repeated.

Then, only after I felt that Cory had fully turned Gabriel on, did I interrupt by saying, “Okay, now I want you to squeeze some Vaseline out of this tube onto your right index finger, and then I want you to part Gabriel’s butt cheeks with the thumb and forefinger of your left hand so you can fully visualize his anus. And then I want you to apply the Vaseline to Gabriel’s anus, and to massage it in until you feel his anus has relaxed enough to allow your finger to easily slip into his rectum without causing him any pain or discomfort. If you rush this step you could hurt Gabriel, and I’m sure you don’t want to do that. So only when you feel his anus relax do I want you to insert. Then I want you to work your finger in and out, and all around within him so you can move as much of the lubricant deep in his rectum as possible.”

Cory seemed to understand, so I stood back and watched as he executed my instructions. And once again I was impressed with the sensitivity he showed as he talked Gabriel through the insertion of his finger, and how he explained to Gabriel how the Vaseline was going to make taking his enema a whole lot more comfortable while he continued to massage Gabriel’s butt cheeks with his left hand. Gabriel was being very cooperative, and so once Cory’s finger was fully inserted, he surprised me by telling Cory how much he was enjoying having Cory’s finger up his butt, and how he really liked how Cory’s finger was massaging deep in his asshole.

Once again I was impressed with the honesty the two boys were showing each other, so I told Cory to wiggle his finger around while it was deeply inserted so that it would kind of wake Gabriel’s rectum and colon up so they wouldn’t be surprised by the infusion that was soon to follow.”

I continued to be impressed with how Cory explained all of his internal actions to Gabriel. But I was even more impressed when Cory went a step further and told Gabriel that he really loved how Gabriel’s rectum seemed to be grip and hug his finger. And if that wasn’t enough, Gabriel then told Cory, how what Cory was doing in his rectum was turning him on. I had never experienced patients being so honest about something so intimate, especially when that something was so obviously sexual. But both Cory and Gabriel were amazingly open and honest with each other throughout that entire procedure.

Once I felt Gabriel was ready, I handed Cory the enema hose and instructed him to withdraw his finger, and while he was still holding Gabriel’s butt cheeks open, I talked him through how to gently twist and work the enema hose well up into Gabriel’s rectum. Cory followed my instructions to the letter, and soon Gabriel was receiving his enema. At first Cory just held the enema hose in place, but when I explained that he could help Gabriel take his enema by resuming the massage of Gabriel’s rectum using the inserted hose, Cory immediately began to work Gabriel’s enema hose in and out of Gabriel’s anus while telling Gabriel how cute his butt was. Gabriel simply moaned in ecstasy, and all but purred as the enema solution continued to flow and fill him.

I could tell that Cory was enjoying massaging Gabriel’s butt, as much as Gabriel was enjoying being massaged, so I went a step further and told Cory that nothing was out of bounds when it came to helping a patient take and hold an enema. Anything that helped should be considered acceptable and proper. Cory seemed to understand, and immediately took matters a step further by working more of the enema hose, inch by inch into Gabriel’s rectum and colon until he had several inches of the hose inserted, which caused Gabriel’s enema to be injected quite high in his bowel. And when Gabriel began to moan, not in pain, but in ecstasy, Cory looked at me and asked, “Like this?”

Instead of answering Cory’s question, I asked Gabriel, “Is what Cory is doing with your enema hose helping?”

And Gabriel answered in a breathy voice, “Oh yes. I really love it. It’s helping a lot, Sir.”

Then I looked to Cory, and said, “Well, there is your answer.”

Not too much later Gabriel began to moan again, that time seemingly in pain. Then he gasped, and said, “I can’t take anymore, Cory! I can’t hold it in.”

And Cory leaned in close and said, “Sure you can, Baby. You’ve almost got it all, so just try to think of something else.”

And Gabriel quickly answered “No, I can’t, at least not while you’re making me feel so sexy inside.”

Cory was surprised by that announcement, and so asked, “Do you hate me for doing this to you?”

“No,” Gabriel said, “I love what you are doing. It’s just hard for me to keep all of this water up my butt.”

By that point, all of the enema solution had transferred from the enema’s bag into Gabriel’s gut. Without having to be told, Cory began to slowly withdraw the enema hose, and when its tip slipped out, he bent down and asked Gabriel, “So would you like my finger back up your butt to help you hold your enema?”

And Gabriel answered, “Yea, I’d love that. I love having your finger in my asshole”

As Cory reinserted his gloved finger, I caught a glimpse of the front of his underpants, and wasn’t surprised to see that he was fully erect. Instead of commenting on that fact, I told Cory that he was a natural when it came to giving a good enema. And I told Gabriel that he was being a very good patient.

By the subtle movements of the muscles in Cory’s forearm, I knew that he was once again working his finger within Gabriel’s rectum, and I knew Gabriel was enjoying that attention because a good five to eight minutes passed without my hearing any complaints from Gabriel. Finally I told Cory that Gabriel had held his enema long enough, and Cory immediately withdrew his finger from Gabriel’s anus, and then softly patted Gabriel’s buttocks as he announced that it was time for Gabriel to expel. That was also when I announced that Gabriel could expel in their bathroom that time, as they weren’t taking their enemas at the same time.

Gabriel scrambled to his feet, not even attempting to hide his erection as he hurried to the toilet while taking short steps with his buttocks bunched up as tight as he could hold them. That was when Cory turned to me and said, “I know this isn’t part of his treatment, but I would really like to go in the bathroom with him.

“Why?” I asked.

Without the slightest hesitation, Cory said, “Because I need to hug him.”

I smiled at Cory, and while wanting to hug him, I said, “Okay, but only for a minute, because I want to go over all that you’ve learned one more time before Gabriel gets done in there.”

Cory was gone for 3 to 4 minutes before he returned so I could go over the details of what I wanted him to have learned from all he had just experienced. Only when I was sure he had the procedure down pat did I have Cory get out of his underpants and lay on his tummy on his bed to wait for Gabriel’s return.

When Gabriel re-entered the room I was surprised by the fact that he didn’t bother to put his underpants back on, much less his robe before beginning the administration of Cory’s enema. And once again I was amazed at how open and honest both boys were during Cory’s enema; at how sweet and loving they were toward each other; and how openly sexual they were willing to be while in my presence.

All went well with Cory’s enema, and when he had finished empting on the toilet, I told them that it was shower time, and then, as with the night before, I instructed them to go directly to bed when they were done with their showers, and to keep the TV off.

They both all but ran to the bathroom, and once again I had no doubt that they were going to shower together. By the time I left their room, I also had no doubt that they not only really cared for each other, but that they truly loved each other, something that made me love them more than I had ever loved any of my patients.

I wrote that enemas had been administered in each of their files, but I reported all that happened in great detail to Doctor Windom by phone the instant I got back to the nursing station. Doctor Windom listened intently, but didn’t seem at all surprised by the love and sensitivity the two boys showed each other during their enemas. Instead, he simply told me to provide them with all of the necessary supplies and equipment for their nightly enemas, and then to allow them total privacy while they carried out the procedures for the next eight nights.

My feeling that Gabriel and Cory actually loved each other was confirmed when I checked in on them just before midnight. I never said anything to them, but I was happy to find them sleeping together in the same bed with Gabriel spooned into Cory’s belly like true lovers.

After that day I looked at Cory and Gabriel in a totally different light. My only input to them, was to go to their room at 7:00 pm each night with my enema cart and announce that it was “enema time”. And then they happily took over each other’s care every evening thereafter. I also looked at Doctor Windom in a different light after that night, not only recognizing his heightened insight and wisdom, but for the amazing sensitivity he showed for his patients.